We are bringing ALL of kid3's stuff because well, he's moving (I don't want to talk about it)

We are bringing entertainment for Kid4 because she has the great ability to talk for well.... probably the whole drive, but who are we kidding, I'll slip her some dramamine at some point.

We're bringing at least 2 computers, probably more like 4 because thats who we are, we're a technologically advanced family... John Tesh would caution us against it Im quite sure, I just don't care. I love my computer (and cell phone and I-pod).

We never travel without blankets, because after all it's hot at H-E double hockey sticks and we wouldn't want to be without blankets.... right?

Mr. B. has told the girls "only ONE SMALL bag each" so I'm sure they will hide shoes under their seats because it's foreign to girls to travel with "ONE SMALL bag".

Wish us luck we'll need it to get the kids in the car with only "one small bag" each, for the long long drive, for the never ending chatting that will certainly happen, for the grouchy kids one hour into this million hour drive and for Mr. B.'s sanity (Im going to sleep)

I haven't been able to sleep well lately, and tonight was no exception because I can't stop thinking about saying goodbye to my kid3. I watched him sleeping for a little while earlier this morning and I just keep thinking that this little boy, MY little boy will no longer be a little boy when he comes home at Christmas. I keep thinking of how I will miss the transition ... him growing up, becoming who he is destined to be. Im going to miss it...

I think this is probably why Im not sleeping lately.

My dear dear baby boy, you will never understand a mother's love and thats okay. You may never be able to wrap to your mind around the fact that you are my true baby and I have loved honestly just about every single moment with you. You are truly not the annoying pre-teen that so many kids your age are. You have been an absolute joy and I will hold my breath until I get to see you again, and wrap my arms around your broad shoulders and run my hands over your bald head, I'll miss you every single second, we all will. Baby boy, I love you, I love you so much more than I ever thought possible.

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Monday, July 26, 2010

I was talking to Mr. B. tonight about drama, low drama, high drama, no drama…. Just drama.

After talking we have come to the conclusion that drama is not all bad. To ask a girl to have no drama is like telling a kid that they can’t have any candy in the candy store- it’s not gonna happen. As humans we really do thrive off of a certain amount of drama and that’s okay. Life would be boring without it.

I think these are key survival tips for drama-

1. learning not to need drama to survive

2.learning not to create drama to survive

This delicate balance is a tricky one and teaching it to a teenage girl is darn near impossible…. But I’m trying.

I want my girls to have a certain amount of drama; I mean what’s a girl without that little squeal of delight, the six-year-old girl scream when they see a spider and the huffing and puffing when things don’t go quite right? I love it about girls, Mr. B. loves it about girls, but there is a line and that line gets crossed in our house too much.

Friday, July 23, 2010

We had a GREAT going away/birthday party for Kid3 tonight. We are preparing for him to go away for the school year. As I was sitting here editing pictures of the party this picture of my boys together made me cry.

Having a brother is a special gift and my boys have barely known life without each other. They have always shared a room, they have always shared toys which turned into video games and then clothes and friends. They have made a million memories together, some Im just positive I don't want to be know about and some I have loved watching. One thing is for certain, these brothers are going to miss each other, and I am going to miss seeing them together.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

don't worry, they are going to promptly shave his head as soon as he arrives and don't worry, I'll post a picture.... :)

Believe it or not…. I’m about to drop my baby off at military school for his high school years. I keep saying it out loud, I keep telling people- I may be convincing myself, I’m not sure. I just keep saying it…. Military school, military school, military school…..

My baby Kid3 will be joining the elite at New Mexico Military Institute as of August 5th. He is so excited, and so are we. It’s a different kind of goodbye when you are telling your child goodbye for school, it’s sad but knowing he’ll be happy and it’s the best education around gives Mr. B. and I a peace of mind.

Kid3 IS and will always be my baby, he was thought to be our last baby and we cherished every moment with him. He was the cuddliest, softest, easiest going most loving little person I had ever met. He is still so kind and just exactly what I want my little boy to be. He’s always amazed me with his ability to quietly understand people; it’s a rare quality in a young boy.

My sweet sweet kid3, you cannot know how I adore you, you cannot know how I'll miss you and you could never wrap your mind around how proud you make me. You take my breath away, you always have, I'll love you forever and I can't wait to see you in November! (I'll let you drink ALL the monsters and eat ALL the twix you want............. maybe)

Saturday, July 17, 2010

I’ve been so busy lately. I started school a few weeks ago and am taking 3 night classes. I’m learning a lot and enjoying having a break from home. Mr. B. is taking good care of the evening chores around the house; in fact it’s probably never been cleaner!

I promise I’ll blog soon… about summer, about life and about my baby boy going off to military school in TWO weeks!

Monday, July 5, 2010

If you've never been to Roswell NM, you really should go. I know, I know, it's not a glamourous vacation but it is an interesting one! Do you like Aliens? Do you believe in them? I can't say if I do or don't... I think if they're real it's okay with me, I just would rather not meet one, I feel the same about Big Foot!

Kid4 begged and begged to go to the "Alien Museum" and on the last day of our busy trip we went and she was scared! They even added a jump house and she was too scared! long story short, Bat Girl and I wasted 8 dollars, but got some cute pics!

GO to Roswell someday my friends, experience the desert, the aliens and eat at Martin's Capital Cafe on second street, you won't forget any of it!

Kids and Things

Kid1

(C) is really the nicest 24 yr old kid I know. He is just all I could ask for in an oldest son. He loves fishing, being outdoors and is a jet mechanic in the Air National Guard. He is the kid that introduced me to motherhood and I’ve never looked back. Kid1 is soon to be married to Thing2 and we could NOT be happier. Thing2 is absolutely the most adorable, kindhearted, wonderful thing this family could ask for! We are looking forward to many adventures with her!

Kid2 and Thing1

(LE) is 22, she is a hard working MARRIED woman who is a girly girl at heart. She was our first girl and we fell in love with every shade of pink from the moment we laid eyes on her. Her husband, Thing1 is a fun new addition our family and our very first son-in-law. He is an outdoorsman extraordinaire and we love him dearly!

Kid3

(H) is just about the sweetest 20 year old you have ever met. He was the baby of the house for ever and ever and regardless of what his baby sisters say, he will always be my baby. He works hard nowadays, but still loves his playstation. He is the sugar in your sweet tea- trust me!

Kid4

(IG) is the kid who hung the moon and at 12 we are amazed by her daily. She makes us laugh, cry and cherish our lives. She has aspergers and I wouldn't change a single thing about her. Every one of us thinks she’s the cat’s meow! She is in love with schedules, pro candy and all about the animals- who could blame her?

Kid5

(EA) is our last child around here and we are more than smitten by this beautiful 5 year old. She is always smiling, ALWAYS talking, and always stealing our hearts away! She has us all wrapped around her little finger!